Thursday, December 1, 2011

Even to this day, when I see a school bus it's just depressing to me.

When I was a kid, I would ride in the front of the bus on the way to and from school.  Primarily, because my big sister rode in the back and I wanted to be as far away from her as possible.

I tried to snag the first seat and eventually ended up having a friendly kid-to-grownup rapport with the bus driver . . . whose name was George.

George was a good guy, youngish (in his 30’s?) and was a nice enough fellow.

I remember one time when I was overcome with an irresistible urge to stick a thumbtack under his seat cushion  . . . pointed up.    I succumbed to my urge and sat back in my seat to observe the results.

You can imagine his reaction when he sat down and was impaled by the tack.  I don’t know if he got stuck in the butt or the . . . er . . . doo-dads, but he practically flew out of the seat.

Any good prankster would have sat by stoically and observed the results of her trick without reaction.  But not this joker . .  . no, I busted out laughing, practically peeing my pants in my glee.

He turned on me so quickly and viciously I thought he was going to throttle me right there and then.  Luckily, he regained his composure before anything happened that would have gotten me hurt and him fired.  He must have had remarkable self control.

Suffice to say, we weren’t on friendly terms after that.

Stupid kids.

I hated school. Even to this day, when I see a school bus it's just depressing to me. The poor little kids.

Dolly Parton


  1. Anyone who reads this blog must think your sister is a real bitch! It's not right that you should give anyone such an inaccurate perception...

  2. She WAS a bitch when we were kids. But she got professional help and is better now. :P